Chapter 521 Terrifying Recovery Ability
Roar——
"Human, you have completely pissed me off!"
Artificial Warrior No. 44 was suspended in mid-air. It raised its right arm, and the bone spurs on its arm began to grow wildly towards the palm of its hand like vines, until they condensed into a giant bone sword. Its left wrist and forearm were slightly bent at a 90-degree angle and held vertically in front of its chest. The bone spurs on its forearm also continued to entangle together, forming a round shield of bone spurs.
"Kill!"
The body shook, and a circle of shock waves behind it spread out to the surroundings, and in an instant it arrived in front of Jiang Cheng.
"Cut!"
The bone sword suddenly swung down from Jiang Cheng's head, with bursts of explosions and the momentum of splitting mountains and cracking the earth.
"Come on!"
Although this sword was fierce, Jiang Cheng's eyes were as calm as water.
He grabbed the air, and the Mountain and River Spirit Sword appeared in his palm out of thin air.
"Nine Steps of the Phantom Dragon!"
The tip of his toes touched the air, and his body was divided into nine paths.
No extra movements, just raise the sword.
"The third move of the Three Swords of Demon Slayer, Demon Slayer!"
"Kill it!"
One sword fell, and the nine bodies merged into one.
Its destructive power, with the blessing of the Nine Steps of the Magic Dragon, reached a power attribute of 36 billion.
Bang!
The White Bone Sword and the Demon Slayer collided fiercely, and the energy wave formed continued to spread around, breaking up the clouds in the sky, and there was not even a cloud in the thousands of miles.
Less than a second after the two swords were exchanged, one person and one corpse quickly separated.
Jiang Cheng held the Mountain and River Spirit Sword, thinking in his heart.
But the artificial warrior No. 44 did not have as many thoughts as Jiang Cheng. He failed to hit it, and screamed like a naughty child.
"Damn it, kill you, kill you!"
Raise the sword.
"Scythe of Death!"
The artificial warrior pointed the long sword, and his body began to rotate, driving the surrounding air, forming a giant tornado of more than 300 meters. The tornado rotated very fast, and the metal edge of the tornado could be vaguely seen.
On the other hand, Jiang Cheng's mind was as calm as water, like a towering mountain, staring at the giant tornado as steady as Mount Tai, letting his clothes be almost torn apart by the strong wind.
"Death Scythe!"
Artificial Warrior No. 44 roared, and the giant tornado rushed towards Jiang Cheng.
"Come on!"
Jiang Cheng silently chanted in his heart and raised his sword again.
"Nine Steps of the Phantom Dragon!"
The figure was divided into nine, and the shadow stood upright.
Without any extra movements, his left eye suddenly opened, and under the blood-red vertical pupil, a thin gray line appeared at the top of the tornado.
"That's it!"
Jump!
Jiang Cheng's figure flashed, and he instantly appeared above the eye of the tornado, raising his sword.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"
A low shout.
The true energy in his dantian poured out, and a two-meter-long green lightsaber condensed above his head.
But this was far from enough.
As the first blue long sword condensed into shape, the second, third, and fourth.
A large number of lightsabers appeared densely around him, locking up the surrounding space.
"Fall!"
Jiang Cheng uttered a word lightly, and pointed the Mountain and River Spirit Sword in his hand at the eye of the wind.
The rest of the blue long swords followed Jiang Cheng's movements, broke through the air and rushed into the eye of the wind.
Boom boom boom!
Loud noises continued to sound from the eye of the wind, and this noise even overwhelmed the whistling sound brought by the tornado.
Until all the blue lightsabers were cut down, the roar of the giant tornado became smaller and smaller.
The next second.
The tornado disintegrated, and a giant figure with lightsabers all over his body appeared.
Looking closely, his tight bone armor covered his whole body was pierced with blue lightsabers everywhere, and each blue lightsaber had fine cracks on its insertion position.
If it was just one, it would be fine, but Wanjian Guizong condensed more than one blue lightsaber.
It is said that a thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by ant holes, and if the embankment is full of ant holes and connected together, it would be a terrible thing.
Crack.
A crisp sound.
A piece of bone fragment broke out, and this directly caused the cracks in this piece to extend to the surroundings and connect with the cracks on the side.
Dense like a spider web.
Crack!
Finally, the giant exoskeleton armor covering the artificial warrior finally couldn't withstand the damage of the collapse, and the whole thing turned into countless small fragments and collapsed in the air.
Seeing the opponent's body exposed, Jiang Cheng dispersed the spiritual state, and his eyes flashed with green light.
Revenge!
Jiang Cheng's momentum began to rise, and this momentum condensed into a sharp wind like a substance that broke through the stratosphere, troposphere, and mesosphere.
Raise the sword again.
The true energy in the body poured out and gathered on the mountain and river spirit sword.
The sword shone brightly, and the Mountain Spirit Sword began to rise.
One zhang!
Two zhang!
…
Ten zhang!
Twenty zhang!
One hundred zhang!
One thousand zhang!
It did not stop until it formed a giant green long sword of one thousand zhang.
"Kill! Destroy the mountains and rivers with one sword!"
The green long sword slashed out.
Tear---
The chest of artificial warrior No. 44 was easily penetrated by the long sword, and then it broke out from his back.
But this was far from enough.
Jiang Cheng knew the terrifying recovery ability of this guy. Under the recovery of the infinite regeneration skill, this piercing wound that would kill humans was nothing to this artificial warrior No. 44.
The first condition was to find the location of the opponent's zombie crystal.
"Get up!"
After the sword penetrated, Jiang Cheng flipped his wrist, and the sword changed direction and cut upwards.
Swish swish——
One second.
Jiang Cheng used all his strength to draw his sword.
Looking from a distance, his arms turned into countless phantoms, and the cyan sword in his hand became a line of cyan light.
call out--
Sheath the sword.
The long sword spread out, revealing the original appearance of the Shanchuan Spirit Sword.
On the other hand, Artificial Warrior No. 44.
Zila——
A small geyser of cyan-blue blood spurted out.
Then comes the second strand.
The third share.
His body seemed to be breaking apart, with countless cyan fountains splashing outward from his body.
puff!
With a muffled sound.
Artificial Warrior No. 44 was like a burst balloon. The flesh and blood on his body exploded in all directions, leaving only the white skeleton of his clothes exposed in the air.
Not only that, there is a crystal stone shining with red light in the white skeleton.
Corpse crystal!
Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank and he immediately grabbed the crystal.
But at the moment when he was about to touch the crystal.
The corpse crystal bloomed with a strange red light.
The skeleton around the corpse crystal seemed to be alive, with countless bone spurs growing out and stabbing at Jiang Cheng's body.
"not good!"
Seeing the bone spurs coming, Jiang Cheng secretly thought something was wrong and shouted softly: "Immortal Golden Body!"
Zheng——
There was a metallic clang.
Jiang Cheng had no choice but to retreat violently to avoid this guy's attack.
As Jiang Cheng pushed away, the flesh and blood scattered around seemed to be guided, flying back piece by piece, and then bonded to the skeleton.
A moment of effort.
The body of Artificial Warrior No. 44 has recovered again.
But this time, her shoulders moved up and down, and she breathed heavily. It seemed that the recovery this time consumed a lot of her energy, and the facial features on her face were distorted.
Raise your head to the sky and spread your limbs.
"roar--"
